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    1. Drake 10 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current Wise men speak because they have something to say. Foolish men speak because they have to say something.
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Would You Destroy Something Perfect In Order To Make It Beautiful?

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Nevermind.
Hey, um, not sure if you knew this but you messed up on the God of Riots drop down thing up at the top. You put my character in there instead.
AnonymousMoustache said
Hey Drake, at the risk of sounding rude, you ought to consider lengthening your posts. So far, all I know about your character is you're a Turtwig.


Okay, I'll work on it.

It's a bit more descriptive and personal now, I guess. My last post is at least.
Franklin quickly stood up and shook his head to bring things back into focus. "Hi! I'm Franklin and I'm here to join your Adventure Guild!" the Turtwig chippered excitedly and way too loud for a library. He smiled at Willow. "So, can I?"

Franklin was shaking with excitement. He'd always wanted to be a part of a rescue guild. His smile was very pleading. There was also a slight childish gleam in his eyes, since he was in fact very young. His stance was relaxed, but he could be strong. He hoped that he would get the opportunity to show them that. He also had a bit of blood drizzling from his nose, because he had hit his face pretty hard.
"That I'm the best of the best. That's all," Drake said, cracking his knuckles.
A) None that are really good.
B) Yeah, ponies and non-ponies working together for a common goal.
C) I was thinking free-casual.
Franklin noticed the advertisement posted in town. "Ooo, I've always wanted to join one of these," he said to himself as he thought of his father and his adventure guild. "I hope there's still room for new members." he squealed excitedly and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him towards the library. When he got there, he stopped and took a few deep breaths. "You just gotta be professional, Franklin, that's all."

Franklin poked his head in the door. "Hi, um, is this where I go for the Adventure Guild?" he asked, timidly. Franklin went to step into the library when he tripped over the threshold, fell over, and landed on his face.
Human Name: Drake Sentinel
Age: 16
Human Appearance:
Bio: Drake is a misunderstood boy, that always caused mischief. Half the time, he was up to his neck in it, but he couldn't help it. Especially not with the influence he'd had by the Goddess of Chaos and Discord herself since he was young. When she mysteriously stopped talking to him, he got concerned. He came to the festival to investigate, and if possible, take his place as rightful heir to the throne. He is sarcastic and fun and loves My Chemical Romance.
God or Goddess: God(dess) of Chaos and Discord
God Name: Temere
God Appearance:
Symbols:
Alignment: Chaotic Good-Chaotic Evil Depending on his mood
Weapon: Khopesh
Animal: Platypus
Followers: Outcasts, weirdos, pathfinders, trail blazers, creative thinkers, anyone who refuses to be what others want them to be
Aw, man, I was really looking forward to this one, too.
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